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[owengoodfellow]

You really have no idea what you're getting yourself into here with me, do you?

[Nope!]

Not that it really matters, does it? You love taking chances, and just look at all these new 'friends' I'll be making in your little headspace. That one guy even reminds me of Mr. Xanatos a little bit. He seems like the fun sort, I might have to prod him a bit and see what happens. Heheheh.

Yes, I think I'll quite like it here. Much better than Daddy Oberon's little Gathering. We're going to have so much fun together, you and I. I can already tell.

Comments

[whitescalesbigmouth]

If you're talking about Crmsn, I wouldn't suggest prodding him at all.

You might get more than you bargained for.

[owengoodfellow]

Well! Now that you've said that, I want to even more.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

I'd watch out for the Iodine if I were you.

[owengoodfellow]

I'm not so worried about the Iodine as I am the iron in his diet.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

Well either way, Just keep away from him.

['Cause no one screws with her surrogate daddy figures okay?]

[owengoodfellow]

So very defensive of that one, aren't you? My my~

Daddy's little girl afraid I might do something irreversible?

[whitescalesbigmouth]

...What did you just call me?

[wealldosillythings]

...OW!

[Molly suddenly claps her own hands to her ears, grimacing for a moment before relaxing the muscles in her face. She slowly lowered her hands, as if listening for something.]

....Are you a celebrity or something? My mun's a bit...screech-y over you.

[owengoodfellow]

I guess my name precedes me.

[Puck kicks off the ground and floats around Molly curiously.]

A little famous, here and there, surely. It all depends on who's asking and for what reason.

[feathertyrant]

It seems the multiverse takes a liking to your kind.

[owengoodfellow]

Well that just goes to show you that the multiverse has good taste, now doesn't it?

[feathertyrant]

Or it has a taste for variation, nothing more than a rudimentary musing would not tell you.

[owengoodfellow]

Oh? Do go on, I'm all ears.

[hastheedge]

Now there's a face I haven't seen in a while.

[owengoodfellow]

Oh my! Well this place is just full of surprises, now isn't it. I wasn't expecting to see you here Xanatos.

[hastheedge]

The feeling is mutual, Puck.

Up to your tricks, I assume?

[owengoodfellow]

Oh don't you just know me so well.

I do apologize for my absence, but there are just so many entertaining individuals around here. I just couldn't help myself.

[hastheedge]

No, carry on. Everybody has to have a break from the daily routine every once in a while.

[owengoodfellow]

The Puck thanks you for your kindness, as Owen would thank you, Mr. Xanatos.

A little catch-up never hurts though, how's tricks?

[hastheedge]

Going wonderfully. The player's actually got me in a game-it's nice to be doing things instead of simply sitting around all the time.

[beeboxer]

[SOMEone here doesn't trust when his mun points him at people with a grin on her face, but the organic doesn't look very threatening yet...]

fwrrrrrP?

[He heard a name he recognizes]

[owengoodfellow]

Well you're certainly a chatty one aren't you?

Problem with your processor there, Sparky?

[beeboxer]

[Aren't you a nice person, then?]

Fttt

[He can go without asking about Crmsn]

[owengoodfellow]

Oh don't be like that, I'm sure he understands you just fine. Unfortunately, my toaster is a little rusty.

[beeboxer]

[Well ain't you a little bag of sunshine?]

[sonof_thrain]

[Oh God. Not another elf. Have an irritated stare.]

[owengoodfellow]

[He leans back in the air as if he were sitting in a chair, and beams right back.]

Whither do you wander?

[sonof_thrain]

What? [Have this face.]

[owengoodfellow]

Oh we're not doing that old hat trick? Fair enough.

[Oh he likes you already.]

You were staring pretty intensely there, is there something on my face? Or were you just admiring my good looks?

[sonof_thrain]

Elf. [Biiiig on the coversation right now.]

[owengoodfellow]

[Mun is sorry, Puck might get snarky.

Pucks not so sorry about that though.]

Very good! Shall we work on two syllables next? Or will that be too much for you to handle?

[sonof_thrain]

Do you wish me to remove your tongue with my blade now or later?

[owengoodfellow]

If we weren't so attached to one another, I'd gladly give it to you. Seeing as we are, though...perhaps...never?

[sonof_thrain]

Elf. [He just grunted before turning away in disgust.]

[lordoftheland]

[A wizard lord of Avalon is never late. Which is more than can be said for certain disobedient brats.]

You forget that some things are not optional, Puck.

[owengoodfellow]

[Ruh-roh.]

Oh! Oberon! My lord, to what do I owe this spontaneous visit?

[lordoftheland]

I wonder. This is what you would do with your time? [Isn't there a Gathering you should be at?]

[owengoodfellow]

What can I say? What fun these mortals be.

[Does he really have to? Surely you could do without him just a bit longer.]

[lordoftheland]

'Fun' enough that you will neglect to answer the summon of your lord. [A scoff.] Spare me any further justifications.

[Nope, no can do. Someone needs to do... whatever servant duties Puck has on Avalon. This has nothing to do with Oberon just not taking disobedience well.]

[reluctant_gargoyle]

Your idea of fun tends not to work out well for most people.